Seventh floor attic.
"Holy Maiden, I feel that there is no need for the Holy Maiden to attend in person in the place under Five Heavens. Not only can the inspection be completed quickly, but also it can avoid fatigue. Letting them enter the Immortal Pavilion is already a great gift."
"I asked Elder Wu to say what he said. Sister Yucheng, how about just following what Elder Wu said? If you get tired, Master and the others will talk about it again."
Liu Yucheng shook his head and said with a smile: "Thank you Elder Wu and Brother Konghang for your concern."
"But since Master asked me to come, I have to do a good job. And I don't think I will be very tired. If I am, I just need to rest."
Seeing that Liu Yucheng couldn't be persuaded, Yun Konghang signaled to Wu Ji who was standing aside.
Wu Ji pushed open a door, and outside the door were the first and third floors.
"Miss Yucheng!"
As soon as Liu Yucheng arrived at the third floor of the first floor, he was stopped. When he looked for the voice, he saw that it was Long Taijun: "Brother Dizi, when did you come? Why didn't you come up directly?"
When Yun Konghang saw Long Taijun, the corner of his mouth twitched twice, but he still stepped forward to say hello: "Brother Taijun, are you free to come and play for a day?"
Wu Ji also hurriedly bent down and saluted: "I have met the emperor's son."
Long Taijun ignored Wu Ji and Yun Konghang, but smiled naively at Liu Yucheng: "I thought if you were resting, Yucheng, wouldn't it be disturbing? So I waited here."
"No need to disturb me. I'm already very happy that Brother Dizi will come."
Long Taijun's smile became even brighter when he heard this, and he took out a simple wooden box: "Yucheng, this is a little bit of my heart, please accept it."
Liu Yucheng didn't refuse. After she was rescued by her master, she didn't think she would be helpless. As a result, Long Taijun, Yun Konghang and others were very good to her, and she gradually regarded them as brothers.
Liu Yucheng accepted the wooden box and took out a small jade bottle and gave it back to Long Taijun: "This is the clear water of the holy river. Don't dislike it, my brother."
Long Taijun took the jade bottle and grinned to the back of his head.
Yun Konghang on the side smiled on the surface, but in his heart he was extremely contemptuous. Although Long Taijun's wooden box was not ordinary, it could store a variety of natural materials and earthly treasures, ensuring their effectiveness for a long time.
But there would still be some aura leaking out, and Yun Konghang could guess what was inside just by the vague aura.
After all, he was very familiar with it. It contained holy water beads! The holy water pearl is a treasure naturally bred by the clear water of the holy river for thousands of years. For water monks, it is a supreme treasure that cannot be matched by anything else.
Holy water and spiritual beads come from the clear water of the holy river, and the clear water of the holy river comes from the holy river, and the holy river belongs to the Qingshui sect.
Even myself, the Holy Son of Qingshui Sect, has only used one in so many years. How did Long Taijun get here?
It’s not as good as reincarnation!
"Then let's go out together." Liu Yucheng invited Yun Konghang and Long Taijun.
Xie Wule watched Wu Ji fly to the top of the hall.
Wu Ji used his mind to spread his voice to everyone's ears: "Disciples, respectfully welcome Emperor Long Taijun's son, Holy Son Yunkonghang..."
"Saint Liu Yucheng!"
The three words exploded in Xie Wule's mind like thunder.
Everyone present looked up, with different emotions.
Some people admire it, some people envy it, and some people seem to be full of motivation.
Lei Qunfeng's eyes rested on Yun Konghang. This well-dressed man had an ugliness that no one could have imagined.
Xie Wule looked at Liu Yucheng. For Liu Yucheng, it was just two years, but for him, it was more than ten years.
Liu Yucheng smiled, and the Qingshui Sect disciples in the hall admired him enthusiastically.
Xie Wule was stunned, which was in sharp contrast to the scene in the lower realm where he and he were avoiding pursuit.
Just when Xie Wule lowered his head, a chilling killing intent made Xie Wule's scalp tighten.
what happened? Xie Wule looked around at the people around him, all enjoying the banquet.
Then the person emanating murderous intent is up there!
The moment Xie Wule raised his head, he met Wu Ji's eyes.
The noise around them became smaller and smaller, and even their movements became slower. Even blinking seemed to take an hour.
At this moment, three sets of eyes were looking at Xie Wule.
And the extra glances came from Long Taijun and Yun Konghang. Both of them are in the realm of Daluo Jinxian, so naturally they are not affected by Wu Ji.
Long Taijun and Yun Konghang frowned slightly and looked at Xie Wule without making any move.
"Elder Wu, please resolve it quickly and don't disturb the saint's banquet!" Yun Konghang was extremely dissatisfied.
But he also knew that Wu Ji was not a random person. The reason why he did this came from the person pretending to be a disciple of the Qingshui Sect.
Long Taijun's neck was also glowing with faint lights, and his scales were looming: "Elder Wu, it seems that your Qingshui Sect dares to provoke even cats and dogs from any fairyland. If you can't ensure Yu Cheng's safety, I can do it. Take him away!”
"Your Majesty, please calm down. I will deal with him immediately!" Wu Ji apologized to Yun Konghang and the others, and then turned his eyes back to Xie Wule.
Xie Wule frowned and looked at Wu Ji, but couldn't move.
Wu Ji condescendingly rushed towards Xie Wule, and at the same time grabbed Xie Wule with one claw.
Xie Wule looked at the powerful hand in front of him. The huge wind it set off directly cut his whole body, and a trace of blood was extremely dazzling.
"Who are you?" Wu Ji's voice sounded in Xie Wule's ears.
Not long ago.
Lei Qunfeng and others parted ways with Xie Wule.
Lei Qunfeng and others were still on their way to the one- or two-day teleportation array.
"You are back." Wu Ji suddenly appeared and stopped everyone: "How was the mission?"
"Back to Elder Wu, we underestimated the strength of the underground." Huang Wenhao replied: "The mission failed. However, their strongest is in the fairyland, and they will not pose a threat to us in a short time."
"Really? It doesn't matter, I will still communicate with the people on the fifth day, and try my best to help you still be promoted to the fifth day." Wu Ji squinted and looked for the crowd: "Where is Zuo Yi? Why didn't I see him. "
"Brother Zuo Yi asked us to come back first. He is still lurking down there. If anything happens, we can take countermeasures in time."
Wu Ji nodded thoughtfully: "As expected of Zuo Yi, very good. Are you going back for four days now?"
Everyone nodded: "We still have to go back and report the situation."
"It's okay. Didn't you tell me, and you're not in a hurry to go back. Today happens to be the day when our Holy Lady of the Qingshui Sect inspects the heavens, so you can stay and take a look."
Lei Qunfeng looked at Wu Ji. The Wu Ji described by the left brother in his mind coincided bit by bit with the immortal Wu Ji in front of him. He was about to refuse.
Wu Ji added: "By the way, you still don't know that our Qingshui Sect has established a saint, and we just happened to go see her."
As he spoke, Wuji summoned a few people: "Take them to the Holy River Immortal Pavilion."
"yes!"
"Holy River Immortal Pavilion! The most precious treasure of Qingshui Sect, Holy River Immortal Pavilion!"
"I didn't expect we were so lucky to encounter such a good thing just after we came back."
Lei Qunfa looked at the cheerful crowd and had no choice but to follow.
Wu Ji looked at Lei Qunfeng and others and sneered. As soon as his thoughts moved, in Wu Ji's mind, more than ten white dots were close together and moving away bit by bit. In another place, there was another white dot moving.
Zuo Yi, as long as you use the teleportation chalcedony to come back, you can't escape from my palm.
...
Still under the holy river. Could it be that he still wants to borrow the power of the holy river and ask ghosts and immortals? It's ridiculous, Holy River will only choose Qingshui Sect disciples, you are a nobody and you are simply wishful thinking!
Um? He actually came to Immortal Pavilion! OK, that’s throwing yourself into a trap.
...
Not the one from the left! Who is this? The breath of chalcedony is already here, I can't be mistaken! But who is he?
...
Seven days, sword god way.
Sword God Cave in the sky.
Xiao Zizai still crossed his legs, but a woman appeared beside him at some point.
This woman seemed transparent, and paradoxically she was so clear.
The woman sat next to Xiao Zizai, leaning on him, looking at Xiao Zizai tenderly, and slowly moved a jade hand across Xiao Zizai's face.
Xiao Zizai opened his eyes and grabbed the woman's hand.
The woman said in a gentle voice: "You are finally back."
Xiao Zizai asked the woman to sit on his lap: "Well, I'm back."
"What are you going to do next?" the woman asked.
Xiao Zizai hugged the woman: "I haven't thought about it yet. Anyway, let's restore our true energy first."
The woman asked again: "Are you scared?"
"What do you mean?" Xiao Zizai frowned slightly.
"Nothing. I was just thinking that you should know what happened to Sword Shinto in the hundreds of years after you left."
Xiao Zizi was silent. He had seen those jade slips and naturally knew.
After the passage is closed, there is only one great emperor between heaven and earth. The human race succumbed to Long Aotian's pressure, and the clan fell apart. Except for a few neutral beings, the rest roughly formed two factions.
One faction advocates joining the dragon clan to ensure the continuation of the race.
One group does not want to be oppressed by other tribes and wants to defend its dignity with death.
Not only the small sects below, but also the eight major sects.
Sword Shinto, under the leadership of Duan Wei, is one of the staunch representatives of the latter.
The two factions gradually shifted from negotiation to action. First, there was a small fight between the small gangs attached to the two sides, which became increasingly out of control, and the eight major sects also came to an end.
The two sides were in a stalemate, and finally after the Dragon Clan came to an end, all the leaders of the resistance faction led by Jian Shendao and Taixu Sect were killed.
Duan died in this battle.
They even compensated the Dragon Clan and handed over more than half of the gang's information to barely avoid being wiped out.
The woman could see that Xiao Zizi was in a heavier mood than before, and she still stroked his cheek with one hand.
"After disappearing for so many years, you are not the same person when you come back. Your original pride is gone."
"People will change, and they will change due to time or other things."
"Really? Then what's your reason?" the woman asked leisurely.
"I have to concentrate on recovering my condition." Xiao Zizai did not answer. Instead, he let go of his hand and motioned for the woman to go away.
"Are you trying to escape?" the woman asked again, not following the instructions.
"Is it because of Fan, Fan Shihao?" The woman's eyes looked straight at Xiao Zizai.
